Dragon's Jewel- SetoLox

Chap. 11- Flirts

"This is absurd! Seto's missing! We must find him at once!" Rebecca screamed, throwing a tantrum. "Get all the guards! I want Seto back here safe and sound! Make it known I sent the order!" Giggling, she looked at the picture she once took of him. "He'll see me as a strong woman, willing to sacrifice myself for him! Ah! He's surely going to marry me if I do this!"

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"Eight eggs, some chopped up green onion, pre-cooked squid..." Seto murmured and cracked the eggs, helping Quentin along with cooking. Mixing the ingredients, he added small doses of the other ingredients Quentin instructed him to do. Handing it over, Ian flared the stove up, Quentin sauteeing the seafood pancake. Heading freely into the West Wing, Seto went up to Ty's room and knocked. "Dinner is almost ready."

"Gotcha." Smiling, Seto opened the door, watching Ty paint.

He was magnificent at it, Seto couldn't lie on that part.

Ty clearly knew how to use the brushes and paints. The places that needed shadows, they were there. Colors would pop where they needed to pop, colors that needed to blend into the surrounds did their job.

Seto couldn't tell what he was painting, since Ty's wings were blocking most of it. He saw purple clothing, some gold, some silver designs...

Wait a second...

"Do you like it?" Stepping back, Seto gasped.

Ty was painting him.

Goddamn that Prince could swoon well.

Every thing looked perfect.

Seto felt like he was looking at a reflection of himself. It was a self-portrait, his brown eyes looking into the distance. The hair length falling over his eyes was nearly identical, the shadows on his purple outfit realistic. Seto blushed, Ty smiling.

"Do you like it?"

"It's... It's so beautiful..." Walking up, Seto stared at it in awe. "It's like looking into a mirror..." Ty smiled.

"I spent a lot of time on it." Doing a little bit of his hair, Seto was mystified by how precise Ty was. His brush strokes were slow and steady, the paint sliding over the canvas.

"... Dinner." Chuckling, Ty set down his paints and brushes, picking Seto up. "S-SET ME DOWN!"

"Oh hush up and let me carry you around." Seto screeched and kicked, pouting and whining. Ty maneuvered around Seto's flails and kicks, Jason laughing as Seto and Ty's arguing and fighting reached the dining table. Dropping Seto down, Seto screeched angrily at Ty before Ty scooped him up again before Seto landed in the jello.

"FUCK YOU SO MUCH!" Plopping Seto onto his chair, Ty snickered and sat at the head of the table, the dining room becoming a chatter fest. Seto smiled, switching his seat right next to Ty to punch him in shoulder. The two fought a little, till Ty offered Seto dessert. The tension between the two at the whole table were holding their breaths.

The fucking tension of the two eyefucking. The whole dining table had the same face.

Just fucking kiss already.